Liu Weiming continued to drive home, his heart was like water, very calm, he had experienced a lot of people alone, and it was a kind of artistic conception of looking at the sky and watching the clouds roll up. Liu Weiming felt that he was almost there.

This is the mobile phone that has never stopped ringing again, Liu Weiming felt a little irritable, and after picking up and looking at the number, the irritable mood was swept away, and the phone number was Dong Jing's.

"Dong Jing, what's the matter?" Liu Weiming said pretending to be relaxed.

"I just learned that Mr. Mao Guosen opened a calligraphy and painting exhibition in the Cultural Palace, are you interested in going with me to see it, the opportunity is rare. Dong Jingtian's quiet and elegant voice came tepidly.

"Now?" asked Liu Weiming.

"Yes, this exhibition is only two days, and it is not a weekend, so the evening exhibition is specially opened, and it ends at 9 o'clock. Do you have something? Dong Jing explained a little.

"It's okay, where are you, I'll pick you up. Liu Weiming agreed without hesitation. There is always something in this fairy-like woman that attracts Liu Weiming all the time.

"I just came down from the building, and you're not in the office?" asked Dong Jing.

"Wait for me. Liu Weiming hung up the phone, and then walked back directly on the steering wheel.

Dong Jing is a woman who is very serious about her work, and it is not an exaggeration to describe her conscientiousness. Therefore, it is good that she doesn't leave work early or postponement. Therefore, Liu Weiming has long been accustomed to the fact that he is almost home and Dong Jing has just come out of the office.

Liu Weiming parked the car beside Dong Jing, and Dong Jing opened the door and sat in. His face was still elegant, but he paid more attention to Liu Weiming.

"What's the matter? Do you think I'm going to be battered right now? Are you afraid I won't be able to afford to hurt me? Liu Weiming smartly guessed that Dong Jing was concerned about his state.

"Sort of, but you look like you're fine, or you're pretending to be fine. Dong Jing smiled rarely.

"Do I still need to pretend? There's something to pretend, a little thing. People die...... Cutting off the head is just a scar the size of a bowl, and I have already seen through it, so there is nothing to be hit. "Liu Weiming originally wanted to say that people die and do not die for thousands of years. But when he realized that the object was Dong Jing, he immediately stopped his mouth. He was not afraid that Dong Jing would feel vulgar when he heard this, but that he was afraid that his words would insult Dong Jing, a woman who felt a little spotless.

"If you figure it out, I know you won't fall like this. Now there are a lot of rumors in the high-tech area, and these people are too boring. Dong Jing nodded and looked at the car window.

Liu Weiming knows what Dong Jing said, and half of the rumors in the government are true and half are false, so it is best not to listen to the gossip spread within the government. Because what you think is true then it is false, and what you think is false is what he is true. Because he himself is half true and half false.

"It's not necessarily all rumors, most of them are true. Let's not talk about that. By the way, I didn't hear what you said too clearly, whose calligraphy exhibition did you say we were going to see?" Liu Weiming didn't want to continue to discuss this issue, discussing this issue was tantamount to breaking open his own wound and sprinkling salt on it, which was too cruel for Liu Weiming.

"Mr. Mao Guosen, have you heard of it?" Dong Jing was interested when he said this.

"I've heard it, I guess there are few people in China who don't know. A generation of calligraphy masters, I once bought a pair of calligraphy books published by him, and imitated his calligraphy for a while, but I didn't know the essentials. Liu Weiming said. What he said was true, but that period of time was actually two days. This is what he used to pass the time when he first went to Qingquan, was suppressed by Wang Weiguo everywhere, and had nothing to do all day. It's just that his willpower is not very good, and he has never practiced it again after two days, and now I don't know where this calligraphy has gone, and it is estimated that it has fallen in Qingquan.

"Mr. Mao Guosen's words are mainly grass-based, self-contained. He is one of the most representative calligraphers and painters in China today. His words ......: "Dong Jing said this, it was the head of the road." The analysis is very nuanced and very expert. Liu Weiming, who was driving on the side, sweated like rain, and laughed at himself, saying Fortunately, he didn't say too much just now, otherwise wouldn't he become a class man? So Liu Weiming closed his mouth tightly, never said a word again, and listened carefully to Dong Jing's lecture.

"Dong Jing, I'm thinking. If those opportunities for the protagonist of the bloody network to travel through the novel happen to you, I don't think you will be uncomfortable with the life of ancient times, you have a kind of classical beauty, really. Liu Weiming said with a smile after waiting for Dong Jing to finish speaking.

"Are you praising or scolding me?" Say I'm stubborn, isn't it?" Dong Jing made a rare joke with Liu Weiming.

"No, I really think you're beautiful, and your temperament is very attractive, at least it makes me fall in love. Liu Weiming didn't think too much about it, but after saying it, he felt that what he said was too straightforward and too much. secretly looked at Dong Jing, only to see that Dong Jing's pretty face was slightly red, but she didn't speak again.

When I arrived at the Workers' Cultural Palace, the door was still open, and there was a huge poster "Exhibition of the Works of the Famous Calligrapher Mao Guosen" hanging at the door, but what did not match the huge propaganda poster was that there were very few people who came to the exhibition. It can be seen that the current Chinese people's suzhì has indeed improved, but their spiritual cultivation is still stuck in place. Of course, Liu Weiming thinks that he is also the kind of person who is well-educated but has no cultivation.

The pavilion was quiet, because there were not many people. The only two people are old gentlemen wearing thick spectacles, and at first glance they are old professors at some university. Because in this materialistic era, the generation that has been influenced by the culture of money has no time to pay attention to art, which is like a mansion in the air and a mirage.

In fact, Liu Weiming himself was not too interested, he saw Mao Guosen's calligraphy and paintings one by one, except that he knew that this was well written. Dong Jing on the side stared at these words quietly, she could stand in front of a pair of calligraphy works for more than ten or twenty minutes, and there was a shocked expression on her face. This made Liu Weiming feel very shocked, and secretly said that this is the difference.

A total of more than a dozen calligraphy works Liu Weiming accompanied Dong Jing to look at it for more than two hours, Dong Jing saw the words as if he had completely forgotten Liu Weiming who came with him, and he didn't look at Liu Weiming for more than two hours. Liu Weiming couldn't go out, so he had to look around in this exhibition hall, and finally Dong Jing asked Liu Weiming how he felt when he walked out after watching it. Liu Weiming wanted to say that he didn't feel it, but he learned a few poems. When I was in high school, I would memorize these poems every day and memorize them every day, but now I can memorize them all backwards.

"Let's find a place to eat, although I have just replenished my spiritual food, my body is already empty. Liu Weiming joked hungrily.

Dong Jing nodded.

The two found a restaurant and had a simple dinner, because it was not too early, Liu Weiming sent Dong Jing home directly, and at the bottom of Dong Jing's house, Liu Wei called Dong Jing, who had stayed in the car and was about to go upstairs, and said sincerely: "Thank you, Dong Jing." ”

"Thank you for what I'm doing, I haven't thanked you for accompanying me to see the calligraphy exhibition. Dong Jing turned around and asked.

"I know you understand my current situation and want to enlighten me and accompany me, thank you. Liu Weiming got out of the car and said slowly.

"We are friends, Secretary Jin and his wife are gone all of a sudden, I know how hard it hits you. And I did hear some bad news about your work. But great name, I know that you are different from those people, because I know that you have ideals and aspirations, and definitely not just for selfish interests. What kind of people are the most powerful in officialdom? Selfless people are the most powerful, and no one can defeat them. I firmly believe that if you can go to the end, all you see in front of you is just a small wind and waves, isn't it?" Dong Jing also took two steps back, leaning on the car like Liu Weiming, comforting Liu Weiming.

"Thank you, I'm lucky to have a friend like you. This time is not a blow to me Liu Weiming, but it just makes me stand in a new Biqu Pavilion www.biquge.info start anew. Liu Weiming said very loudly, and suddenly Liu Weiming felt a figure rushing in front of him.

Liu Weiming and Dong Jing were both frightened, and when they settled down to take a look, they found that it was Dong Lin, a little pepper with an angry face.

"Dong Lin, what are you doing. Weird and scary. Dong Jing complained.

"Liu Weiming, you honestly, what are you two doing at night, and what are you secretly doing here now?" Dong Lin didn't dare to do anything to Dong Jing, so she stared at Liu Weiming as if she was going to kill someone.

"Dong Lin, don't go too far. It's our freedom to do whatever I do with the great name, and you have time to think more about your own affairs, and don't worry about my affairs all day long. Dong Jing was completely angry. And Liu Weiming looked at the two sisters with a smile on his face.

"Sister, isn't this good for you. I'm afraid that this squill wolf will bully you. You don't know, this kid is very careful, he has already started to beat you up. Dong Lin saw that Dong Jing was angry, and immediately weakened. Pouted.

When Liu Weiming heard this, his face couldn't hold back, and he broke out in a cold sweat. Secretly said, this is really a little girl with a straight intestine, she dares to say anything.

And Dong Jing's face was not red, because it was dark night, Liu Weiming couldn't see clearly, so he didn't know, but Dong Jing didn't mean it was true. Because Dong Jing pinched the corner of her clothes with her hand after seeing Dong Lin finish speaking, and then secretly looked at Liu Weiming.

"Don't you know how to think about it in your head when you speak for such a big person? Alright, let's go up first. Thank you for sending me back. Dong Jing probably couldn't stand it, and after saying goodbye to Liu Weiming, she directly pulled Dong Lin, who was still looking at Liu Weiming with hatred, upstairs.

Liu Weiming looked at the funny expressions of the two sisters, smiled, and then got into the car, slowly started the car and drove back. Passing by a flower shop on the side of the road that was about to close, Liu Weiming suddenly stopped the car and walked over to buy a large bouquet of roses from the boss and put them in the car.

Liu Weiming remembered that the last time he bought flowers for Jin Qian was the day he proposed to Jin Qian. During this period, Liu Weiming never bought flowers for Jin Qian again, and he didn't even play romance. In Jin Qian's words, the only thing Liu Weiming has done to Jin Qian romantically over the years is to go to C.

Liu Weiming also felt guilty when he thought of this. Today's women who have been nurtured by Western ideas have completely become dream-type, and the pursuit of romance has become the common feature of modern women. But Liu Weiming is not a person who understands romance by nature, and he is more wooden in terms of feelings. But Jin Qian has never said anything for so many years, let alone complained about Liu Weiming.

Liu Weiming really loves Jin Qian, unforgettable love. Among so many women, Liu Weiming's love for Jin Qian is unparalleled, not just because Jin Qian is the mother of the child.

Frustration always comes, and three days later, an uninvited guest that Liu Weiming least wants to see comes to Liu Weiming's office uninvited. Of course, he didn't care if Zhong Minxing came in, and the bodyguards behind him directly pressed Zhong Minxing, who tried to stop him from breaking into Liu Weiming's office without an appointment, on the desk. Liu Weiming heard the sound and came out to take a look, and immediately became angry, this Lin Gongzi was too arrogant. Possessing his father as a high-ranking official can completely despise the dignity of others, and even the dignity of the government.

But in the end, Liu Weiming still held back, and he couldn't be friends with this kind of thing, but it was better not to become an enemy.

Lin Gongzi saw Liu Weiming walk out, waved his hand behind him, and the bodyguard immediately let Zhong Minxing go.

Zhong Minxing's face was also full of indignation, and he said to Liu Weiming: "Secretary Liu, my name is security guard." ”

"Forget it, Minxing. I'm sorry for you today. I'll make amends to you later. Liu Weiming stopped Zhong Minxing, and then said to Lin Gongzi: "Lin Gongzi, come in." ”

Liu Weiming was very unhappy in his heart, but he still sat in his position and said to this Lin Gongzi: "Lin Gongzi, I don't know if there is anything worth it for you to come to me in person?"

"You're pretending to be stupid, aren't you? Your surname is Liu, right? That's right, my secretary came to look for you some time ago, but when I learned that your father-in-law was dead, I didn't look for you for the sake of filial piety. Now that your filial piety is over, shouldn't you do that thing with me?" Lin Gongzi said arrogantly without looking at Liu Weiming.

Liu Weiming's fists clenched again, and Lin Gongzi's death word for Jin Qingping's death made Liu Weiming very angry, although the meaning was the same, but it sounded like a very disrespectful feeling.